Batteries from homebodies by Construction & Destruction
Tracklist
| 12. | Batteries | 5:40 |
Lyrics
Batteries, batteries:
will you give some kick to me?
I am tired, will you please
charge me up so I can see?
Ain’t it grand when you can stand,
when you can breathe and just be?
Put the garbage in the can;
see no ghosts in the TV.
Armouries, armour me:
give me standard-issue keys.
I am little, and I seem to float around
after I sneeze.
Hear my plea: give me grease!
I could work if there was peace.
Battery, batter me!
A massage is all I need.
I need the grease;
I need the geese to wander back
where I can see.
Honesty, honestly; it is a wicked-sided coin.
You’ve got to fit to say the truth;
you’ve got to lie and, by and by,
a ray of light can end up spangled;
your angle might get tangled;
and your subject ends up mangled,
--maimed.
And a villain of the game.
Batteries, batteries, batteries… […]
Batteries, batteries:
will you give some kick to me?
I am tired, will you please
charge me up so I can see?
Ain’t it grand when you can stand,
when you can breathe and just be?
Put the garbage in the can;
see no ghosts in the TV.
Armouries, armour me:
give me standard-issue keys.
I am little, and I seem to float around
after I sneeze!
Hear my pleas: give me grease!
I could work if there was peace.
Battery, batter me!
A massage is all I need.
I need the grease;
I need the geese to wander back
where I can see.
Honesty, honestly; it is a wicked-sided coin.
You’ve got to fit to say the truth;
you’ve got to lie and, by and by,
a ray of light can end up spangled;
and your angle might get tangled;
and your subject ends up mangled!
Batteries, batteries, batteries… […]
Armour me! Armour me! Armour me! […]








